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If you know someone who’d want to live in, well, my house (starting June 1) let me know.

1. New job equals very busy equals very tired equals little blogging. Both Tifaux and this blog will suffer for a while until I hit my rhythm.
2. I’m beginning to read Slaughterhouse Five, for anyone who is interested in a read-along. Be warned, I am a slow-ass reader.
3. I’m super-sleepy.
4. I deleted 80-90 percent of the archives over the weekend. It was almost all worthless anyway. Also, I deleted my ancient GeoCities site and old Blurty account.

I’ve imported all my 2005 blog entries.  That is, except for the ones that I deemed unfit for my new blog for one reason or another.  If you want to take a stroll down memory lane, might I suggest the following:

1. Things my Grandma said
2. HMO haters
3. My 2004/2005 letters from and to people who don’t exist.  There’s The Virgin, The Dog, Sammy the Squirrel, The Fuck Hut.
4. Scotland Emily’s letter to the Textile Museum.
5. My barber’s monologue.

After — what’s it been — about 4 years of blogging (first on a crappy self-constructed Geocities site and then on Blurty, a Livejournal red-headed stepchild), I’ve decided to make things look semi-decent around here. I’ve got a sexy, sexy header. I’ve got tags. I’ve got self-promotional links. It’s all enough, hopefully, to get me to take my own blogging seriously again.

I’ve imported all my 2006 blog entries from Blurty, the rest will be done on no certain timetable. It’s a little depressing, though, to see that most of my entries were links to semi-interesting articles as opposed to actual, you know, content. I guess I’ve been more active on TiFaux than on Blurty. For one, having a focus is more conducive to getting something written. For two, I’m a born collaborator and when I feel like I need to be a team player it’s easier to get shit done. I don’t like feeling like I owe anyone anything. Shrug.

But now it’ll be nice to not have to limit my content to just TV. It’s hard thinking up my hundred and first sassy comment about Project Runway. (***PS — I don’t know when I started using the word sassy repeatedly, but I find it depressing. I used to say it just because I thought it was a ridiculously gay word to use and I was just being comedically self-depricating. Now it’s pretty much just a word that’s in my daily lexicon, right there next to “internets.”***) Now, I can write anything. Even if it’s just obsessing over Jake Gyllenhaal or Asian babies. But hopefully I’ll step it up a little and write about other things I’m interested in. I’m pretty sure there are a few more.

Big thanks to TiFaux Kyle for helping to get this venture up and running smoothly and economically.  I’ll try to keep sprucing things up around here, but don’t expect anything too fancy.  As it is, I just found out that CSS was something besides an indie band with hot Brazilian women.

Just so you know, you won’t get a holiday card from me.

I’m doing Valentines again this year — it’s going to be my thing. I feel better about doing that because:

a) the whole weird “have a happy holiday that I don’t celebrate you weird New Testament freaks” thing.
b) it’s nice to get something on Valentine’s day — especially when you are all alone (*raises hand*)
c) it’s unique — sorta

All cards will he homemade with a photo I took and might be written while drunk. Just letting you know ahead of time.

Explaining the fact that I am colorblind is usually annoying. Therefore, here is a brief tutorial on what it means to be colorblind. Hopefully, you’ll understand that colorblind people don’t see in black and white. Very few people actually do.

This is a good site about colorblindness. It says, “Color blindness (color vision deficiency) is a condition in which certain colors cannot be distinguished, and is most commonly due to an inherited condition. Red/Green color blindness is by far the most common form, about 99%, and causes problems in distinguishing reds and greens. Another color deficiency Blue/Yellow also exists, but is rare and there is no commonly available test for it.”

What do you see here?

Apparently, there’s a 45 in the circle. I, however, see nothing but spots.

What about here?

See a six and an eight? Again — all I’ve got is spots.

“There is no treatment for color blindness, nor is it usually the cause of any significant disability. However, it can be very frustrating for individuals affected by it. Those who are not color blind seem to have the misconception that color blindness means that a color blind person sees only in black and white or shades of gray. While this sort of condition is possible, it is extremely rare. Depending on just which figures you believe, color blindness seems to occur in about 8% - 12% of males of European origin and about one-half of 1% of females.”

My brother is colorblind too. So was my mom’s dad. It’s usually inherited from the mother, who’s a carrier of the colorblind gene. So if you’re a colorblind male, any grandsons you have from a daughter run the risk of colorblindness.

Go here to do a little colorblindness test.